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Tuesday, July 18, 2006

There was once a guy who was very much in love with his girl.
This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl.
Although he was just a small fry in his company then and his future seemed bleak, they were very happy together.
One day, his girl told him that she was going to Paris and would never return.
She also told that him that she couldnt visualize any future for the both of them.
Heartbroken, the guy agreed and they went their own ways there and then...

But when he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself.
Finally, with the hard work and help from friends, this guy managed to set up his own company .

One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination.
It didn't take him long to realize they were his girl's parents.
Wanting to get back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan.
He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same any more; he had made it.
What he saw next confused him.
The couple was walking towards a cemetery,
He got out of his car and followed them.
That was when he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him and beside her tombstone were the paper cranes he'd given her.
Her parents saw him then and he asked what happened.
They explained, she did not leave for Paris at all.
She was ill with cancer.
She had believed that he'd make it someday, but she did not want to be his burden.
Therefore she had chosen to leave him.

She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her,
because if the day comes when fate brings him to her again, he can take some of those back with him.

Once you have loved, you will always love.
For what's in your mind may escape but what's in your heart will remain forever.

Find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person whom you thought meant nothing to you.

mum sent me this.
like, huh?!
but quite sad lah.
the story i mean.

take me with you
7:00 PM


Thoughts

Everytime your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
Could it be that this will be the one that lasts?
The fear does start to erase every time
Oh could it be that this will be the one that lasts
For all my times


Her

elizabeth; TheRoyal
since 1987
meridian jc. ntu (spms)
ntu hall 8; khalanx
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